The tards shall. If you said "the meek" you were wrong. Dead wrong.
Me: Hey, this box has a Grand Junction, Colorado address printed on it twice but it keeps coming to the Provo, Utah truck.
Pineapple (the acting supe; that's just what people call him): Let's take a look... Yeah, zip code 84512. That's Provo.
Me: But do you think it's more likely that someone wrote the wrong street address and city (twice) or that they put on the wrong zip code?
Pineapple: My palm-scanner says it goes to Provo.
Me (hesitantly): Okay then.
Where will the package go after it reaches Provo? Only the palm scanner knows. Homeboy's college educated. Fruitcup will kick your trash all over Techmoland.
In Pineapple's defense he seems like a NEW supervisor who wants to toe the line to impress the big men upstairs. The company has cutting edge technology to make only the best mistakes.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
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God forbid you actually try to contact the customer to find out where the intended destination was. Sounds more and more like all shipping companies are run by the same retards. If my ex gets that job at the post office we can put this theory to the test.
. . . and by you I mean your company, not you personally. I know you don't have time for anything like that when you're loading. That's what the clerks are for.
On a related note...
We sent you guys a christmas card, but it came back. Can you email me your address?
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